I am still on the Biggest loser kick but unfortunately I must confess my failures.
I was doing extremely well. Had lost 7 pounds, was feeling great, and had a workout routine going on. And then it all came to a crashing halt when the kids got sick. Being up for almost 36 hours straight with no sleep took a toll on me making the idea of working out to be an absolute miserable experience.
That one simple moment turned into 4 days of laying on the couch with the kids being lazy. I finally said to hell with this, jump up and started working out again last week. Only to be taken to Applebee’s and loose all self control I thought I had. I devoured an appetizer and those so incredibly yummie roast beef sliders.
Even when Dirt Diver AND my stomach both said “STOP!” I couldn’t do it. It was so good and I swear the sliders melted in my mouth.
Sadly not even 20 minutes later I felt so incredibly guilty for pigging out. Did good for 2 days and then fell off the wagon again. Between Princess’s birthday party and our impromptu road trip to Fort Campbell
(Isn't that the most loveliest place to lay eyes on besides Hooters? *drools*)
BUT
I did get to eat a Ultimate Bacon Cheeseburger from Jack in the Box. Hadn’t been to a JIB in over 2 years. And man was that burger just as good as I remember it being. But now I’m paying for it.
I feel like I’m back at square one again. Starting fresh. While I keep getting down on myself for slipping, I have to keep reminding myself to not give up. To continue to keep up with my working out. If I slip and fall; don’t stay down for so long. Instead jump back into it and keep on going.
I really need to learn to get over my love for sweets but it’s just so incredibly hard still.
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